[Game thread] Skull Ruins Pokerole

[PhantomUnderYourDesk]

'Fairy Dragon Slayer'... How melodic that rang in Shiva's mind. She was entirerly unsure whether she could be called a... well... 'powerful Trainer' at all? What was it that would make one 'powerful'? And what does this phrase mean at all? Meaningful questions, but just as she dwelled a VERY subtle appreciation for being called like that by Heart while coyly looking away to the metallic floor, her inner voice told her to not think about that kind of stuff now -
Won't help you nor anyone in the current situation.
Probably right...
- right before Ven raised her spirit up and unrooted it by reassuring that he's near her.


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Nothing too spectacular happened to/for her along the way, and she rather quickly got used to riding/traveling by Metagross - their fast paze overtrumped the one she expected, which was both amazing and handy, as well as just a tad bit unsettling. Though by keeping a close grip and secure seat it was actually relatively easy to handle and way less uncomfortable than Nathan foreshadowed, even if a rare part of this journey was spent upside down. Quite a boon that she already knew how to ride Pokemon and it was a little relieving to be confirmed that the main mechanics of riding a suitable Pokemon are indeed the same in the case of this Steely Super-Computer. Shiva mostly spend the journey watching through the book containing the native Music from the swamp folk, especially rereading the 'Skirl of the South Wind' she copied from a book in Department Store. She never been the best to find hidden meanings in folklore, but she got the strong feeling there was more between the lines. (If Ventus next to her shows interest/asks here, she'd show him what she's reading there.)

It was also bemusing to see Heart was enjoying the ride at the top of his voice. His Inner child that he mentioned shines through, indeed... Shiva was wondering where it came from that he can be s 'free' and just speak out what he thinks. This may be helpful in some ways, but she wished he'd stop to put Nathan on edge with this. Oh, she also was very interested in one of these arrowroots as Nathan mentioned them (but didn't show obvious signs of this on the outside), especially since just before she read about them on her own in Guidebook. Mentally, she was already pondering how to get some of these roots into her hands. "Eh... Suprisingly maybe, I'm actually fine on this Metagross - once being used to it, it's way more comfortable than I thought. And the sights are very pretty! Please keep the Ponyta and Yule for later, okay?"

Speaking of Steel, Cottonee has been outside of her Pokeball and held close in her Master's lap after having traveled for about an hour/as soon as Shiva felt safe enough on a Metagross to dare keeping an own own dear Pokemon out. Mostly for her own comfort, partly for Cottonee's sake. Just like she does, her Pokemon would have to get used to cold Steel at some point. "Now, dear one... This isn't just any Steel Type we're traveling on now for reasons. This one has four connected brains!  Amazing, huh? This makes this Pokemon very analytic, may may even say 'cold'. Concerning feelings, I mean." (I won't elaborate this into a Training Session just yet though, so - ) Cottonee wasn't paying that much attention to this actually, as she trusted Master greatly and was way more fond of the wildflower plains to observe. Couldn't help but to cast a non-threathening Fairy Wind to show her appreciation, before cuddling up closer to Master!



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Relatively soon, it seemed like there where two paths to choose. Shiva still was not feeling tired of traveling via Metagross. Shiva actually did not consider too long which path she'd prefer and was determined in her opinion. "Hmm... I'd actually be all down to make that beeline to the swamp to reach the village. Something drags me to the swamp... 'Your breath is the Southern Wind', they sang. 'A sleepy hunter watching the sky'. The ends of the earth hosting South Wind, they believe... *These words are more repeated for herself, but audible for others if they'd pay attention* Oh, and these wildflowers are rather pretty!" ... "And we became way...stronger since we had issues with a swamp the last time, didn't we?", she added as Nathan displayed having enough of swamps. "The Metagross probably won't have too much of an issue carrying us through mud. Or would you?", she adressed the one she was moulted on with Ven, giving it a careful stroke over its blue-grey steel-head.